Campus Knight's Martial Fate

"So arrogant, dare to use the palm of your hand to catch the leg," the boy smiled lazily, "Your skills are indeed good, ordinary people are like this, and your wrist has already been crushed and fractured." "

"He dares to bully us Rong people, come, brothers, kill him!" At this time, the excited young men of the Rong tribe suddenly rushed towards the boy.

"It's really troublesome. The boy immediately picked up the jade flute around his waist, put it to his mouth and blew it gently.

Suddenly, the group of young men of the Rong tribe slowed down and began to get drunk, and they fell crookedly and stood unsteadily. In ten seconds, they all fell to the ground, unconscious, and even the two people who had broken their legs and were still wailing were completely asleep at this time.

"This is ......" This song sounded to Song Chengfeng, it was clearly a pleasant song, why did these young men of the Rong tribe all fall asleep. "Why does the song as soft as the water town in the south of the Yangtze River still have this offensive effect?".

"Isn't it good? Hehe, Jiangnan Water Town," the boy put away the jade flute, "This is the "Rong Song", which was invented fifty years ago during the Huarong War, and is especially effective for the Rong people. "

I'm tested, this guy is simply the nemesis of the Rong people.

"The Rong people are not of my race, their hearts must be different, I suggest you deal less with them, let alone pass on our Chinese martial arts to them," the boy stretched out his hand to him and said, "I like you very much, make a friend, my name is Ye Zhonghao, the seventh-generation disciple of Hanjing Fengshen Leg, from the School of Journalism." "

"Law School, Song Chengfeng," Song Chengfeng reached out and shook his hand, "The thirteenth generation of Jiangbei Red Flame Fist." "

Today is really funny, when taking a bath at night, Song Chengfeng thought of it alone, the Ye Zhonghao he met today, actually had a bit of Ma Yuqing's feeling, almost a male version of Ma Yuqing - his appearance is clear and white, his personality is strange and cold, and even his speaking habits are so similar. Made, if they meet, will they fall in love at first sight and become a couple? Song Chengfeng immediately rushed to the head with a lot of water, wanting to drown this idea. I don't want to see Ma Yuqing with other men, although I don't know why.

Song Chengfeng set off very early today because he had to rush to listen to their dean's important lecture. The lecture started at 9 o'clock in the morning, and Song Chengfeng planned to go downstairs now to have breakfast and then take the school bus, so that he was expected to arrive at school at 8:15.

"Ask for two mutton buns and pack them. There were too many people in line at the cafeteria, so Song Chengfeng simply went to the Northwest Mutton Restaurant. The mutton buns in this house are huge, and two of them are definitely enough for him to eat.

"I'm sorry, it's not for sale today, we're going to close the stall!" the guy put away the pot in a panic, as if he was going to flee.

"Alas......" Song Chengfeng wanted to call him back, but saw that the guys all ran back to the kitchen and continued to pack the luggage inside.

"It's weird, Kao. "